Sweet pine
Black ink sketch on
Bright night sky.
Paint brush
Full of night breeze
And soft spring green.
As it sweeps the air
The night sighs.
Thought flies.
Sound is hushed.
Dream and sleep
Mate now
And wake as one.
Moon glows gold.
Bird sings skat
And plays jazz song
Bits of phrases found
Tween twigs and grass of nests.
Bird flies and dives
And smiles
And mocks earth’s sounds.
Black eyes laugh
Hearts pounds.
God
All ‘round.
Leela Ellis
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